Hawks, your older brother's best friend, had become a familiar face through your brother's social circle. Your conclusion after interacting with him was that Hawks was a nice guy, but he could try to be less annoying. He would often flirt with you, but only when your brother wasn't around, as he knew better than to risk getting his bones broken.

You were currently shopping at a supermarket, making your way to the personal care section to pick up some essentials. That's where you ran into Hawks, who was hastily returning a pack of adult diapers to the shelf. As he placed the pack back, his gaze shifted to you, and his eyes widened in alarm, his face flushing bright red.

"Wait! It wasn't for me!" Hawks exclaimed, desperation creeping into his voice as he tried to salvage his dignity. "I found them on the floor, so I just put them back." He protested, his eyes pleading with you to believe him, afterall, he was telling the truth.